Welcome to Otkrovenia!
site for personal creativity
"Otkrovenia"(bulgarian word for "Revelations") is the largest personal creation site with
author's works in different categories like poetry, prose, translations,
photography, music, art
and hand crafts.
Publish your own works: Share your revelations, turn your feelings into notes, create a melody from
the emotion, put your words in a verse or story. State a position in the form of an article or essay. Draw your mood
in a picture or show the beautiful moments in photos.
Be yourself, reveal yourself!
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Random works
Давно заброшена церквушка,
Разросся плющ, как сам того желал,
Украден колокол, как просто меди чушка,
Торчит виновно крюк – не удержал
Крест солнцем исцелованный отлитый ...
Разросся плющ, как сам того желал,
Украден колокол, как просто меди чушка,
Торчит виновно крюк – не удержал
Крест солнцем исцелованный отлитый ...
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Even though
I let you go
I'll always know
I love you so.
It's not my brain ...
I let you go
I'll always know
I love you so.
It's not my brain ...
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WHAT I WANT?
I don't want
to be James Bond.
I don't want
to have his Blonde. ...
I don't want
to be James Bond.
I don't want
to have his Blonde. ...
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“No one ever has returned from the darkness!” asserted Hallr. The lumberjack’s eyes gazed indifferently at the men in the hall.
Eadweard entered the room unnoticed. A couple of torches were lit at the far corners of the hall, throwing languid shadows onto the ground and the walls. His father was str ...
Eadweard entered the room unnoticed. A couple of torches were lit at the far corners of the hall, throwing languid shadows onto the ground and the walls. His father was str ...
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